“Come on, I’ll walk you up.” “You think that’s a good idea?” Kenna teased. She could feel her nipples pressing against her suit and she was damp between the legs. “I just need to make sure you get inside safely. I’d be a shitty boyfriend if I left you in the parking lot.” Kenna shook her head. “No, you’d be normal.” “I don’t like to be normal,” Marshall said. Then he kissed her hard and fast and turned to get out of the Jeep.
